Mature Content (18+):
This chapter contains intimate scenes. Reader discretion advised.
The dress she wore was soft and deep red, hugging her curves just enough to make her fair skin glow like moonlight. The silky hem brushed her thighs, teasing him with every step she took. Lilith's lips curved into that small, dangerous smile she wore so well as she turned her head just enough to watch him through her lashes.
She could see how his chest rose and fell — a little too sharp, like he was holding back the storm that always brewed behind those dark eyes when it came to her. His jaw tensed, a single muscle jumping, and she knew he was fighting himself not to reach for her too soon.